Текст песни
G oh D bitch you lucky
Trust me
Fuck Me
She ten toes down cause she love me
And I love when she give a nigga yucky
Shorty I swear to God you lucky
A Thousand bitches, ten thousands dimes
Ion even bang but I fuck wit my slimes
I can't trust you, heard it 100 times
6 clip niggas, nickname us Vines
Rosarito for the summa
Big body Benz like a Humma
Got my real glasses on like I'm Stunna
She tell me beat it up like a Drumma
Me and my niggas all players like the Thunder
Off Champagne, feelin' like a joint
She don't get the lingo, but I think she get the point
I only wanted sex
Should came with some checks
I only wanted neck
I don't talk to my ex
That bitch was a thooter
You know I had to boot her
I do it all like the driver and the shooter
Heard it popped off in the parking lot
Papas got went crazy, left his ass in the parking spot
G oh D bitch you lucky
Trust me
Fuck Me
She ten toes down cause she love me
And I love when she give a nigga yucky
Shorty I swear to God you lucky
Ayee
Bitch I swear to God you lucky
I know you wanna fuck me, cause yo baby daddy dusty
Pull up on a block and shoot a bitch and her hubby
Bitch I'm Mr. Clean but this cup hella muddy
My name Papas but these bitches call me Papi
I hit the function 2 steppin' like I'm Javi
What I'm wearing? Bitch I'm drippin' in Versace
These bitches love me cause they know a nigga cocky
Slide on yo block like I'm Rambo
Bitch I'm 10 toes down like some sandals
I got this 2 tone bape and it's camo
Bitch I don't double back, I'm not a camel
Back to back in the foreign, bitch I be speed racin'
I got yo bitch givin' neck, I got her knees achin'
Aye, after I nut bitch don't touch me
You yucky